The Chronicles Of Shadow

Session 02 : The Dark Chambers

Act I - Path Of Heroes


Marpenoth 16th, 1491 DR Year Of The Scarlet Witch
Cloak Wood, Sword Coast South

The writing on the wall started to fade and the words became a distant song, sounding like hundred mouths chanting beyond the darkness. The unpetrified man fell on his knees. He spoke but he made no sense. The companions offered him food and water and some pipe weed to calm him. Moments later out of gibberish he started to speak in the common language.

It’s all blur in my mind. I cant remember how i got here, nor i have memory of this place. I am Alassar from Barovia. Could you please tell me whats going on?”, said the man.

I ve never heard of Barovia and believe you me, i have been in many places, lad. We are in Sword Coast, south of Baldur’s Gate and lord Emerik stands before you. A pleasure.” , responded Emerik.

The heck is that?”, thought Zoljin to himself and hid in the shadows, ready to strike as he saw two swords unsheathing from a statue and float into the air.

Along them a heavy armor, started walking all by itself and attacked Emerik slamming his head. The flying swords dueled with Allassar and Vernon. For a moment it seemed that they were up against an invisible force, though soon they understood they were fighting magically animated objects, guardians of some short. The companions destroyed them with the help of Allassar. This dark place felt odd. Vernon detected many auras of magic around them and Allassar felt an overwhelming sense of power. They tried to go back to the Goblin Lair but they where lost. They wandered in the dark hall with the scattered statues and found an ark with an illuminated rune on top. Behind it darkness again. They entered and found themselves in an cave in some short with fungus covering ancient ruins. In front of them there was a stone well, with pure crystal water in it. Each of them approached and peaked into the well.

Zoljin saw a prison in the dungeons of Waterdeep. A hooded man with the symbol of the Black Network in his wrist, was giving a sack of gold to Joras, pointing him. Then he was in the darkness among tombs. A Skull right in front of him. Suddenly he was laying in the dirt. Time was rapidly passing and his body decomposed to skull and bones.

Vernon saw an island. He was standing, thirsty and hungry, between a fountain and an apple tree. When he tried to drink the fountain dried up and as he tried to grab a fruit, the branch rose out of reach. He saw the sun and a ram on top of a hill. His own self was standing next to him. He saw the ram again but now it was slain. A shielded knight above it, and a broken crown rising from the blood.

Emerik saw his younger self making love to the most beautiful woman. The Archfey. They were under a tree, and as their bodies become one the roots wrapped them and pulled them into the ground. He was falling in an underground cave. He landed in a lake full of thick blood. We walked out of it and the blood that covered him swiftly turned into a red cloak. He reached a balcony and saw the crowd beneath cheering for him.

Alassar saw a murdered boy in his arms. He buried him in a forest. Once he was holding a blooded dagger, but now a music box. Then he was surrounded by darkness. A living shadow was moving against him. He was in the forest again. He was the dying boy. His older self was burying him. Behind him stood a lady devouring the sun.

The four of them stood a moment trying to understand. Then, Alassar filled his flask with water from the well and Zoljin drank from the well. After ending his thirst he saw a hideous shadow coming against them.

Watch out! Over there do you see it? Take cover mates!”, shouted the rogue.

The shadow rushed against Alassar and stabbed him with its sharp claws, draining his strength. The companions retaliated but their mundane weapons was no match for this enemy. It was Vernon’s radiant holy spells that dissolved the shadow. Light versus darkness, the eternal struggle. They reached another ark with a different rune on it. Again they felt like moving through dimensions rather than corridors. They continued walking in short claustrophobic halls full of skulls on the walls. They reached a round hall with many arks around. None of it had an illuminated rune though. All over the place were tombs and skulls and dead bodies inside carved spaces on the walls. They could not determine the height of that room. In the center there was a stone round pylon with skulls on it. On the lower end it was hollow. A black table shaped like a hourglass was in the hole. A chest box, with stunning carvings was on top of the table. Zoljin started searching for traps and realized that this whole [lace is a death trap. That treasure seemed to be the trigger.

“Nobody touches the box. Follow my footsteps, we’ve got to leave this place right now!", said Zoljin and moved toward a light source in the other side.

A round light energy of some short was floating, giving them the impression it wanted to follow it. As they moved closer it flew towards a corridor, leaving a fading light trail behind it. The companions run behind it entering a dark hall that was getting smaller and smaller with every step. At some point they needed to crawl and the light now seemed to be the light of an exit. They all crawled into the bright light. When their sight adjusted to the surrounding, they saw Byorn half sleeping next to the bugbears treasure chest. They were back into the goblins lair.

You returned already? Thank the gods, did you find lady Moira?”, asked the wounded guard, trying to stand.

Byorn told them they were gone for almost ten minutes, although they felt they were in that dark chambers for many hours. They left hastily that place and headed for the hidden cart with the mysterious man from the stone, the wounded guard and the stack of loot. As they reached in the end of the forest, they saw three men uncovering the thickets from the cart and stealing their horse.



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